four out of five poets agree

a terrible thing is happening

  or has happened oh god is time out?

except it is a lovely thing

it rotates in blue roses

  ah, yes, those,

outside my bedroom window while I seek sleep

what tragedy to be lulled by it

for we must always

  except once

wake

perhaps the predicament itself contains the answer

  four out of five poets agree-

that fifth poet

he has led the revolution

  by keeping his eyes open

of thorny things